Authors note: I have realized my updating has been a little crazy lately and I wanted to apologize. Also I am hoping to get at least 3 reviews per chapter to keep me motivated ^.^ Another thing, I truly am sorry for how short my chapters are but this is my first story and honestly I have no clue how to extend them (trust me I've tried)
Oh and one more thing I have realized that not once did I do a disclaimer soo
DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN ANY CHARACTERS IN THIS STORY NOR DO I OWN NARUTO AS A WHOLE.
Chapter 7
Not bothering to grab a kunai, Sakura walked into her living room wondering why her teammate was there at –checking her clock- 11:30 at night.
"Sasuke..What are you doing here?" Sakura asked confused.
"Tell me..What interest does my brother have with you?" Sasuke growled.
"Your brother?" Sakura said feigning innocence.
"Yes that is what I said; now ANSWER ME! Sasuke roared, fists shaking. Realizing that she had 30 minutes to get Sasuke out of her house, get dressed, sharpen her weapons, AND be at the Northern Gates, which coincidentally is the farthest gate from her home, Sakura starts to panic. Meanwhile Sasuke's temper dramatically rose with Sakura's lack of answers, and in a blind rage Sasuke lunges at the unfocused and unsuspecting kunoichi. Grabbing hold of Sakura's neck, Sasuke then slammed her into the wall. Hard. Too shocked to fight back, Sakura noticed at once that she was losing oxygen at an alarming rate. While Sakura was processing all this Sasuke tightened his hold on her throat and getting frustrated with her silence, lifted her off the ground and off of the wall before slamming her deeper into the drywall, breaking it. To Sakura, it seemed like an eternity passed before Sasuke's glare lessoned and as if realizing what he was doing, he let her go. Before Sakura's barely conscious body even touched the ground, Sasuke poofed away. For a couple of minutes, Sakura just laid there, trying to catch her breath. Coughing up blood, Sakura pushed herself off the floor. Glancing at the clock she realized she only had 20 minutes left. She could not comprehend that it had only 10 minutes. It felt like a lifetime since she last breathed in some oxygen. Too exhausted to change into her new ninja gear, Sakura just left her old one on. After sharpening her tools, Sakura leapt onto her roof and headed to the Northern Gates. Finding herself even more out of breath than usual was unsettling but Sakura just shrugged it off. By the time Sakura made it to the gates, her lungs were on fire. Sakura failed to notice the older Uchihas' presences as she started to cough even harder. Shisui and Itachi quickly flickered to their blossom's side; together they guided Sakura to a nearby bench.
"Sakura-chan! We need to get you to the hospital!" Shisui exclaimed.
Standing up shakily, Sakura hesitated before reluctantly agreeing to Shisui's pleas. Sakura had trouble walking so she had to lean on Itachi as he and she walked. They were walking because Sakura couldn't handle the strain of flickering with Shisui who had gone ahead to warn the hospital. Suddenly Sakura started to shake and cough erratically and staggered further into Itachi.
Worried, Itachi stopped and faced her. Looking into her face, that's when her noticed the hand shaped bruises on her neck. His eyes flashed red with anger as her growled in protectiveness, how dare anyone, let alone a Konoha shinobi, hurt his teammate. A small gasp interrupted his inner rant and out of reflex he caught the exhausted Sakura. Shaking himself out of his thoughts, Itachi, still cradling Sakura in his arms, Itachi sprinted the rest of the way to the hospital. Shisui and Itachi waited for what felt like days and unable to hold his silence any longer, Itachi growled and finally decided to talk to Shisui about what he saw before Sakura passed out. Shisui was very, very, very angry. Who the fuck would put their hands on Sakura-hime and why didn't she go to the hospital herself? After all, she did live closer. Shisui concluded that it was someone she knew, for she didn't want to report them. The question is..Who? Who would purposely hurt Sakura Haruno? Getting more and more worked up, Shisui decided that he will let Itachi figure out the answers. He just wants to know if his precious Sakura-hime is okay. A little while late a petite nurse came scrambling out whispering that they could visit if they wanted to. Itachi who is still very pissed about this whole ideal just walked right in. Itachi was intending on getting answers. Sakura, who was still unconscious, was as white as the starchy sheets in which she lay, suddenly grasping at her neck; Sakura winced as if in pain. Now Itachi has a choice to make. He already knows that the attacker is someone she knows. Since Itachi has the sharingan, he could find out who attacked her by using reverse Tsukuyomi it would only take a second and it would make things a lot easier. However it would invade her personal space and Itachi is not one to invade upon personal thoughts and or memories.
"Bu what if it was for a good cause?" He reasoned with himself.